I know that Harry hates Peter, but I thought of writing a poem about the little Peter who was James' friend.


You may be very bad

The betrayal still makes me sad

But you once were a good boy

Like a brand new toy

These words are for the little peter

The one who didn't know the meaning of neater

I only hope when you died

Those bad things inside you were fried

This poem is for my father's friend

The little boy running with a letter to send

I wish I could have met the little peter

The one who didn't need a heater

To keep the haunting memories warm

All he needed was the pranks waiting in the dorm

These words are for the little peter on the outside

The boy with no evils haunting him inside

You knew my father James

Doing pranks and playing games

These words are for the little boy

Like any other, being messy and not eating soy.

These words are for the good peter

The one I never got to meet just like his little sister

I hope these words find their way down below

The ones you need to read so

The little peter

Were did you go, my little peter

The little peter

The good peter

The one playing pranks on Snape

That was a big mistake

Where did you go, my little peter

These words are for the little peter

The one who didn't know the meaning of neater

The little peter

The good peter.


Wow my longest poem yet! I must be getting better. Well please review!

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-Tina!